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Poetry: Life Got in the Way
Life got in the way
I wanted to be altruistic.
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Save and conserve.
But life got in the way.
What’s my excuse?
I was told to be mindful of the future.
But life got in the way.
I want to ride a bike to work.
But I filled up the Hummer instead.
My intentions were pure
I didn’t mean any harm.
But life got in the way.
Heavy traffic makes me late for dinner.
Now it’s cold.
Throw it away and order take-out.
I didn’t intend to overconsume.
But life got in the way.
I had plans to be part of the solution.
Instead I became part of the problem.
I became wasteful like an American pioneer.
Farms into malls.
Lakes into fish farms.
I was superfluous.
I became selfish.
There will always be more.
Until there is no more.
I was too busy with what is in front of me.
Instead of paying attention to the background.
I littered the background and took Mother Nature for granted.
I didn’t realise how destructive I was.
I listened to the people who said, ‘who cares’.
I failed to hear the screams from future generations yelling... ‘we do!’
By Steven Kish. Steven has been a high school coach, nursing assistant, lifeguard, father, and writer. He has endured childhood trauma, and is a survivor of suicide. As a survivor of suicide, Steve is an advocate for people who suffer from mental health issues. He wants people to find their voice, and express their feelings in a constructive way through writing. He believes his poetry can bring awareness to mental health and heal a community he has lived in since 1984. He is currently working on four projects: The Path For A Flawed Person (a Marcus Aurelius inspiration), How Covid Killed My Father (short story/novel), Road Trip (a novel), and Rising Above The Hurt (a collection of 50 poems).